A short but sad story.
We have a unit that has been getting ready for a mission in Afghanistan for the past 45 days at Ft Pickett. They were given a week off of leave before shipping to Camp Shelby yesterday for train up. Leave started last Sunday.
SPC Petty, an Iraq war veteran, was riding his motorcycle running here and there, probably saying his final goodbyes, or just running errands, when he ran into the back of a tractor trailer. He was married two weeks prior.
My point of this is that you never know when your time is up. I am sure his family was worried about his upcoming mission in the mountains of Afghanistan rooting out the Taliban on the Pakistani border. They never thought he would be killed on a week's leave just a few miles from home.
His funeral was yesterday, the day the unit had a Farewell ceremony. He will not make the mission, maybe because God has another mission for him.
God speed, SPC Petty.
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Spc Petty is my cousin's son. The loss was great and unexpected. Thank you for the thoughts, prayers & kind words.
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